Ling Chuxi looked at the black-robed man in surprise. From the meaning of his words, it seemed that she was looking for someone to compete in alchemy skills in order to refine this detoxification pill to save people.
"How did you do it? tell me!" The black-robed man moved and appeared in front of Ling Chuxi. He grabbed her sleeve and said urgently.
Only then did Ling Chuxi notice that she was wearing a pair of gloves as thin as cicada's wings. Under the gloves, her hands were actually covered in scars. If one did not look carefully, one would really not be able to see it.
"First, tell me, where did you get this pill recipe and spiritual herbs from? also, what kind of poison is this spiritual pill used to detoxify?" Ling Chuxi asked unhurriedly.
